Yet I have visited an elevation whence death appeared a blessing
an end result proportioning today
a levelling that makes the whole world kin.
— Harold Fallding, "Mortality," in his Complete Poems to 2005.
It is only at those limits, in the mysteries of birth and death, that our fundamental
commonality is dramatized and held out as a dream to strive for. We humans are
not of equal strength. We are of equal weakness.
— First Sociology, 1982, p. 317.
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